Cris’s World

It has been brought to my notice that my entries are sometimes cryptic. And it’s also been conveyed that there is no need to assume it’s my fabulous language that makes it so. Because, they tell me, my language is not that. I have been diminished to lower primary school text book language writer standards!

Well I dare say lower primary school text book writers are more than fabulous. They are fantabulous. And I would have gone on to say more, but my vocabulary stops short at fantabulous. Whatever comes after fantabulous, they are that!

There probably are a lot of sites on email etiquettes and chat etiquettes; Still this is my attempt to list a few essentials that I forget to keep most of the time!
So as a self-reminder here goes a few

1. When someone you know has emailed you or send an offline in a chat messenger, you may not have the time to reply right back. But make sure you do it at least by 24 hours. This is important; something I often push for later and forget. The people on the other side may not always brush it off in the same absent-minded way you do. Some people get hurt, some get offended, others annoyed.

Unbelievable! Was reading about what a blogger had to go through for speaking out against stealing blog content here!

Today’s Wonder Years was about a funeral and the last lines between the narrator and his Dad were

“Dad?”

“Yea?”

“Don’t ever die ok?”

Dad smiles and says, “Naaa I am not going to die”

And in the background we hear the narrator. “And for now, that was good enough for me”

I am not planning on coming here everyday and quoting the last 2 liners from The Wonder Years. Hmm or maybe I will – at least the ones that appeal to me.

My trip today was to a library. I ventured to walk which meant 30 minutes of moving your left leg and then your right, a busy road and 2 crossings. I did not like crossings. Roads that look totally empty when you start, suddenly shower vehicles when you are in the middle of it. The cars and buses come from your left, your right, and out of thin air; I suspect some are dropped from the sky.

Looks like I blog everyday I go out. Either the world has always been so happening and I just didn’t notice anything, or it must be me. I prefer to think it’s the world.

Today’s trips had nothing special in them. One was to an icici atm machine, outside which I waited 15 minutes before realizing the man inside was not a first-time-user playing with the machine and clapping his hands vigorously like I imagined but a man who had the machine open its money mouth and repair its money problems. The keyword here is money. “Network problem”, he said happily as I knocked and asked what the trouble was.

I was discussing with a friend about the West and the East and how we are all really just humans of the same world. So my friend was telling me the good things he had observed there in the West (he is staying in US now). One of them was about how everyone in the street or any place you go to is always nice to you; they smile and greet you whether you know them or not. I remembered telling the same thing to Amma (my mother) after a little ATM-incident we had today evening.